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Human Pet Prison (Possessive Aliens)(6)
Author: Loki Renard

I have been fighting these beasts for almost a decade. I have watched my hair start to turn gray, my skin begin to wrinkle. Time may be relative, but my internal wiring is winding down inexorably, and still I do not have my revenge. No matter how many die, no matter how much destruction is caused, there is not enough to assuage the pain deep in my soul.

My scythkin captor is evil because he is scythkin. It is as simple as that. It does not matter how good he makes me feel, or that in his arms I can almost begin to forget what sent me on this rampage across the stars in the first place.

He has left me alone, the cool drifting breeze from the ventilation ducts sending soft ripples of air across my heated sex. I am swollen and I am wet. I am empty, and craving to be filled with the thick flesh of that alien dominator.

How did this all start? Was it when I first woke up on this ship? Or was it sometime before that, in a distant and miserable past which has propelled me into this desperate future? I don’t know. I don’t like to think about the past. There is only pain in the past. Though I have to admit, at this point, the immediate future is looking fairly painful as well.

 

 

The Breaking

 

 

Warden

I know this one won’t be easy to break. Most humans don’t resist us. Their natural fear makes them compliant. Usually all it takes is the mere appearance of a scythkin to make a human, even a rebellious one, decide that they’d quite like to follow the rules actually please.

Occasionally, we find a human who bucks that trend. Those humans become our captives, and sometimes our mates. Silver has found a way to shatter her bonds of fear, which is why I have to apply actual bonds to her weak human body. To my gaze, the bonds are laughable. I could pin her down with a single finger if I needed to. But that would not create the same sensation of captivity, and that is what she needs, to know that she is mine, and that there is no escape this time.

It is hard to find restraints to fit a human. It’s actually hard to find restraints at all on most scythkin ships. Our kind rarely holds captives. We dispatch life as we find it. Occasionally we have to restrain one another, but those chains are much larger and heavier and a human as small as Silver would slip right out of them.

She does not know it, but the raven-dark metal around her wrists and ankles was forged by my own design and finished personally as I anticipated her arrival. She is a legend of a kind, an unbreakable prisoner, a ferocious female warrior on a mission of utter destruction. My mating flesh is growing just looking at her. She will not beg with her lips, but her body, her mind, her very existence begs to be thoroughly ravaged and completely broken.

Obsidian chains and restraints suit her. She has beautiful skin, a brown hue matched with a creamy gaze. Her hair is dark, but touched with the silver of a mature female. She is full figured, her hips are wide, her thighs are thick. She has weight and meat about her, and the muscled curves which female humans develop when they work hard. I admire her softness and her strength. Humans become more difficult to control as they gain age and experience. I think this one might be at her peak. Her file claims that she is in her fourth decade of existence, and that she has spent the last decade waging war against us and any other alien species which fails to respect humans. So, essentially, all of them.

My reaction to her surprises me. Scythkin have a softness for humans which borders on the obsession, that much is true, and many humans have been desired as mates over the millennia. Personally, I have never found humans attractive as a general rule. Entities who have no exoskeletal plates just look like food to me. This one is delectable, but in an entirely different way. I find myself not wanting to consume her, but wanting to explore her. She is in possession of a rare mind, a mind capable of dealing untold destruction to beings far above her station. That, I find attractive.

But not so attractive that I won’t do my job.

We usually slaughter our foes and crush them into fine dust. But she is human, and humans are precious to us in ways this woman does not understand.

It is unthinkable for a scythkin to do true harm to a human. That does not mean we cannot discipline them, or bend them to our will. The happiest humans are the ones who have been trained to be well-behaved pets. Obedient, loved, and looked after for the entirety of their lives.

Though she will interpret this as punishment, that is not my main concern. It is too late to undo what has been done. Her past crimes are lost to time, and no amount of beating or protracted incarceration will make any difference.

The reason I have her chained down is twofold. One, she needs to learn to obey. Two, she needs to feel punished. The desire to be disciplined is a very human one. Without laws and rules, they become quite restless and may, in some instances, even go completely mad.

Though I have never felt a great desire to mate with them, I have studied humans intensively over my lifetime. They are my passion. A true warden cannot guard or jail any animal he does not at least understand. That is why all have failed before me. Most scythkin get lucky with humans. It is an easy conquest, barely an inconvenience to have a human female spread at their feet.

This one is different. She has resisted the natural order of things. She has fought against all that is right in the universe. She is an aberration, and a criminal. But by the time I am done with her, she will be my most treasured pet.

 

Silver

He’s just... staring at me with an intensity I do not like. I feel like a goat tied up waiting to be sacrificed to a predator.

I know that these aliens like humans. It’s more than like. It’s an obsession for most of them. The scythkin cannot resist us. We exploit something buried deep in their biology — and it means this one wants to be buried deep in me.

He crouches over me, his powerful body a menacing thing. He is so much bigger than me. I am covered by a beast orders of magnitude more powerful than I am. I pull at the chains, but it does nothing. I can have all the instinctual responses I want, there’s no escaping this monster.

He runs his face down over my body, drawing in my scent in a long sniff, like an animal. I do not smell good, but he does not seem to care. He opens his mouth just a little, curling his upper lip to reveal those sharp fangs which could tear my flesh from my bones with the most casual of bites.

“Beautiful,” he murmurs, more to himself than to me. “Why is chaos always so stunning?”

He’s flattering me against my will, and it is working. I feel myself melting against the floor, into my chains. I feel my captivity becoming a terrifying inconvenience tainted with desire.

This is not supposed to be happening. I hate scythkin. I especially hate the ones who capture me, hold me against my will, and attempt to make me responsible for my crimes. But this one is making the little bud between my thighs throb with excitement. He’s going to fuck me. I expected that. I didn’t expect to like it.

“I’m going to claim you,” he says. “I’m going to give you pleasure, and you are going to know what it is to be owned.”

“How do you know they didn’t fuck me at the other place? How do you know some other male hasn’t already made me his?”

“If any male had made you his, you would not find yourself where you are now,” he growls softly. “If you had been broken and brought to heel, you would be safely subdued kneeling at his feet. I am sure others have mated you. None will mate you as I will, and none will ever mate you again after me. You are mine.”

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